Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Church with G

Generally my two little girls have Sunday School during the hour that we're in church. Due to Christmas, all kids first grade on up get to go to big church with their parents.

G has finally gotten to the point that she's okay in big church--not talking, not too wiggly, not picking out wedgies for all the world to see.

She's decided tho, that she likes to be held during the worship part of church. So while we stand and sing, she wants me to hold her. The.entire.time. She's not usually too bad to hold because when you hold G, The Noodle Girl, she kind of just melts into you and drapes herself on you. She also only weighs 45lbs so she's fairly portable.

And while she snuggles up against you for the 20 to 30 minute worship time, she also likes to give butterfly kisses to your cheeks while you sing. She never complains about my singing either, unlike some people.

While I'm generally somewhat relieved when it's time to put her down at the end of the singing, I truly do enjoy our Sunday morning cuddles while we worship together. I'll be a bit sad when she's too big to pick up and cuddle so easily. I'm afraid that day's coming all too soon.

Monday, December 29, 2008

Happy Birthday to A!

My wonderful firstborn is a Christmas baby. A preeclampsia induced birth on Christmas Eve gave her that birthday. She thinks it's great to share a birthday with Jesus. Please don't tell her otherwise. :)

Here she is with a cool quilting book from Aunty C and Uncle D. Aunty C makes the most gorgeous quilts and I think she's trying to get A to share her love. I think that day could be coming.

A's into American Girl dolls. Have I mentioned that lately? But when your mom's a garage saler, it makes it hard to find complete sets of books in one sitting. Therefore we have a hodgepodge of the stories and only a few complete sets of any of the girls' stories. So getting not one, but three complete sets was a big perk. And since she'd been suspicious one day last summer when I called home and asked which dolls she had complete book sets of--her curiosity was finally satisfied.

Ooh look--a new American Girl. (This one came from a garage sale--anyone surprised??)

And my 'I'm going face paint myself' girl blowing out 11 candles on her lemon cake. (She didn't take my "You can't go wrong with chocolate" advice).
Happy Birthday sweet A. You were the best (okay, second best after Jesus) Christmas present ever and I love you dearly! You're a great kid, you make me laugh every.single.day and you're a great companion. I love you!

Saturday, December 27, 2008


Apparently Christmas vacation has gone on too long and one of my children is already getting bored. She asked what we were going to do this afternoon while her sisters were napping. I threw out some ideas and she shot them all down.

"Too bad I don't have a mom that likes to do fun, crafty things." she complained.

Hello?? I don't do fun crafty things?? Has she forgotten WHO her mother is?? I am SO insulted.


So, I broke out the Cricut machine I bought a few months ago from a friend and figured out how to use it. We're making thank you cards.

And as soon as we're done being fun and crafty, she can and write all her Christmas thank yous.

I'll show HER who's fun and crafty.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

A Merry Christmas was had by all.

Look! I got a hippopotomus for Christmas! After singing the "I want a hippopotomus for Christmas" song for the last week, I got one! Apparently when the DaddyMan took the girls out shopping for my gifts yesterday, they looked for a hippopotomus for me. When they couldn't find one, A came home and made one out of clay for me. Isn't she the sweetest? I know the best gift I could give the DaddyMan would be to stop singing that song. We all know how he feels about my singing.....

So yesterday while they were out shopping, I cranked out Christmas pjs for my girls. Are you noticing a last minute trend here? Um..yeah. Anyway, notice that ALL of my girls are looking at the camera AND smiling and no one's making a funny face or looking like they're not all there? Yeah...hmm. Go figure that when it's too late for the Christmas cards, THEN I get a decent picture!

My sweet aunt in California sent us all Big Dog tee shirts. A really loves hers!

This came from Aunty C and Uncle D. It's been a BIG hit today and all the girls have played with the vet kit. Poor Piper tho--I'm not sure she likes all the scrutiny that she's gotten with this set.

Ooh, a Breyer for G. Notice her pose? Yeah...remember this pose.

Ooh look, a bag to color, courtesy of Uncle D and Aunty C. She's SO excited to get to work on this. (Notice the pose again??)
Here's A with the Craigslist find I mentioned yesterday. I was right--she was THRILLED! Positively thrilled! Mama did good on this one!
And here's G again, you know, the kid with the head tilt, with her American Girl doll. Also a big hit. Although she informed me that Elizabeth doesn't come with, ahem, undergarments. Odd. I find it odd that a doll comes without them AND that she checked but I'm not going to think very hard about either of these things.
Here's M with one of the many Playmobil sets that was opened today. Have I mentioned how much my children love Playmobil? Seriously, worth every penny around here. Even the Playmobil pennies that I've accidently vacuumed up in recent years.
And here's Piper Wupper. She's finally found a clear enough spot to lie down and assess the damage. Or she's trying to figure out what she can eat that we won't notice.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

A Christmas Score!

In the last couple of years, my girls have gotten into American Girl dolls. We've managed to skip the whole Barbie flood and I consider the American Girl dolls a much better option! I was fortunate enough to find six American Girl dolls at garage sales last summer and some books and clothes too. I thought I was well set for my gift giving for years to come.

That is, until A informed me that if she could have any if the American Girl dolls, she'd want Jess. The problem with getting the Jess doll is that she was a "Girl of a Year" which means she was made for one year and then retired. That also means she's selling for more than her retail price on eBay. This mama's cheap! If I pay more than retail for something, I'll lose my title of cheap. Or frugal. Or thrifty.

So she told me she'd love to have Jess, I told her I agreed she was a beautiful doll but that she was pretty expensive on eBay and that's where the conversation ended. I didn't really give it another thought.


I was surfing Craigslist and saw someone had a NRFB (never removed from box!!!) Jess for best offer. I emailed, learned that the previous best offer was only $50. I offered $60 and picked her up yesterday. WhooHOO!

I cannot wait to see A's face on Christmas morning. She's going to be SO totally excited!!

I'd also picked up an Elizabeth doll to give to one of them at some point and while I don't really want to give G a long haired doll at her age, I know that this is the doll of HER dreams and she too will be beside herself on Christmas morning.

Sometimes it really is fun to be the mama!! :D

Monday, December 22, 2008

Box o' love

The other day M found a box. She wore it on her head for a while, thru the house, DOWN THE STAIRS (eek!) and into walls. She had a lovely time. Then she apparently got tired and put her box on the couch. Then she climbed in and I caught her with the camera.

I love the "corrosive" label on the box especially. ROTFL!

Saturday, December 20, 2008

I have a personal problem.

For the second day in a row--the underwire in my bra has broken. What is up with THAT?? I put on one yesterday and it seemed 'off' and I figure out later it was because the wire was broken. Today's bra seemed odd when I put it on but I was in a hurry and I just figured out it's because the wire's broken in THIS bra too!

And a couple days ago--the other bra just like this, that I like, blew a wire too!! Granted, I bought all of these the same day, but honestly what are the odds that ALL the underwires would break within a WEEK??

So today, I get to go bra shopping with children. Remember the last time? I'm SO not looking forward to this.

Okay, back to regular programming. Just ignore the woman w/one droopy bahootah....

Wednesday, December 17, 2008


Misss M hasss now wrapped up her fffirst sssemessster offf ssspeech therapy. Twiccce a week, ssshe ssseesss Mr. Sssteve and he helpsss her work on the sssoundsss ssshe ssstrugglesss with.

Can you guessss which lettersss ssshe'sss ssspent the sssemessster on?

The good news is that she's making slow but sure progress. Over Thanksgiving break, she and I were working on the word "four" and she finally got it. She's now able to tell people that she's FFFooooor instead of door. The 's' sound is coming along nicely too and she's starting to remember to say it on her own when she's talking without being prompted.

The bad news is that we all ssseem to be dragging our 'ssss' sssoundsss a bit and people are sssstarting to look at usss fffunny.

I'm sure in time, it'll stop. ;)

Monday, December 15, 2008

More vacation pics

Oh for cryin' out loud! For some reason, my pictures are all cropped! If you want to see the whole picture, you need to click on them. Sorry. I'd take the time to figure out why this happened today but I'm supposed to be back to the grind--you know, school, homework, cleaning the house and other such fun??


Remember slide shows? Remember how when you were a kid, your grandma would set up a slide show of their trip to visit great aunt whomever and you were forced to see a bazillion pics of people you didn't know and places you've never been?

Thank God it's 2008 and you can skip a bunch of pics if you want instead of being stuck in a chair in the corner of the living room.

Did you know there's just not as much oxygen at 11,000 feet? For us lowlanders, that was a bit of a problem. G greeted us the very first morning by announcing that she was going to puke. And then she did. Bless her heart. After she got that out of her system, she was perfectly fine.

My uncle and the two children that he renamed Wiggle and Squirm. Gee, I don't know why....
These are the skiers that managed to take on the blue runs. That's easy stuff for the men of the family and a good accomplishment for A who's ever only skied about 3 times before this week.

The family ski bunnies. Or somethin' like that....
The Pink Torpedo/ Squirm
The Natural

Kamikazee Kid/Wiggle

The DaddyMan, mastering the art of getting TWO beginners on a chair lift by himself. Fortunately for him, I'd given G some lessons on this skill a couple days earlier. I need all the help I can get to get on and off myself, which pretty much meant she had to learn how to get off by herself (the helpful lift attendants will help her get on at the bottom of the mountain). We never once crashed at the top. THAT is in accomplishment to be proud of!

Playing Follow the Leader down the mountain.

Tom and Squirm. He taught her how to do tricks.

Like this. Who do you think is the brave one here? I offered to try this trick, but I was given "The Look". Maybe next year. ;)

A smiling A.
Squirm and wiggle beating some goofy woman down the mountain.

And last but not least, the DaddyMan. Watching him ski makes my heart go pitter pat. Ooooh, baby. He ended the week with two very swollen fingers that he got while trying not to smash my baby into the snow. Whatta guy!

Sunday, December 14, 2008

The first day of vacation

We are home from our little ski trip. Now that I'm back on MY computer, I have some photos to share.

We decided to be really good parents for this trip and give the girls early Christmas presents. You know, the kind of presents that the kids thing are for them, but you know, they're really for YOU? Yep, iPods. We knew that having movies to watching and music to listen to would keep them occupied for the 2.5 hour plane ride and the 5 hour car ride to our destination.

A was the first to figure out what the matching gifts were.

G was peeking at her sister's.

And then she realized her dream of a pink iPod had come true! She'd been asking for one daily for months. Seriously. Months. It's been very annoying. It was about this time that EVERYONE in the waiting area of the airport knew my girls had just gotten iPods. G can do some serious squealing.

M took about 2.5 seconds to figure out how to watch movies on her new toy. Instant hit!

If I'd realized what a great gadget iPods for every member of my family would be, I would've bought them AGES ago! Can't you just feel the silence from this picture? Yeah baby!

Coming tomorrow---ski pictures. I managed to talk the DaddyMan a.k.a. The Expert Skier into skiing with the camera. Whatta guy!

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

I gave them the wrong names

After spending a few days with my children on the ski slopes, I realized I have named them the wrong names.

To begin with, A should've been "The Natural". Three days of ski school has her going down blue runs at a high rate of speed and cutting thru areas of trees--just because she can. At one point yesterday, she apparently did a full face plant into the snow, got up, dusted off and continued on her merry way. Brat.

G should've been named "The Pink Torpedo". She's been dressed all in pink and she likes to go fast. As we started down one run, I told her to go a little ways and then stop. I caught up with her about 10 minutes later and she was halfway down the run. When she falls, I can catch up because she likes to have help getting up. She's also mastered getting off the chairlift without falling. Impressive. That skill took me years to learn and I'm still far from proficient. At another time, I encouraged her to make big turns across the moutain and not go too fast. She got passed by a man going at a pretty good clip and fell in behind him and acted like his shadow. They FLEW down the mountain. :eek: (She was VERY proud of this trick!)

Miss M really should've been named "Kamikaze Kid". She's a maniac!! She too spent three days in ski school and apparently didn't really learn to turn back and forth across the mountain. Therefore, she just goes straight down. STRAIGHT down. Seriously, she's frightening to watch! She has NO fear! The DaddyMan did finally start getting her to turn somewhat, but turns just cramp her style.

And then there's me. I would be called "Biggest Wimp Skier Ever." I skied better than I thought I would but I hurt all over. And all the children are faster than me. There are no pictures of the children skiing, because I can't be trusted not to fall on top of it. THAT would sure leave a mark!

Friday, December 5, 2008

Giggle, snort

Do you ever have days when you wish you'd grow up and be that refined Jackie O type woman that you idolized as a child?

I'm not getting there very fast.

Yesterday, while at church for my mom's group, a friend said something that totally took me by surprise and totally shocked me. She said it while I was taking a drink. A drink of orange juice, to be exact.

And do you know what I did when she said it? Oh yeah--I totally sprayed orange juice out my nose. Seriously people, what 35 year old, refined, mature woman does THAT?

To make the situation worse, I couldn't just calmly wipe it up, blow my nose, regain my composure and walk on. Oh, no, because orange juice in your sinuses burns like a bad case of 'roids, which means you must blow repeatedly. (oops, tmi) Not to mention that it's very hard to repeatedly blow your nose, wipe up the mess you've made and get back your composure when you're laughing so hard that there are tears streaming down your face and you're bent over double as you remember just what your friend said and the fact that you blew orange juice all over.

Sheesh. I'm never going to drink in public again. And then maybe I'll mature.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

A small giggle

Today it's snowing and the back window in my van fogged over. After searching for a minute for the rear defroster, I pushed the button. I waited and it didn't seem to be working. I complained allowed, "My back won't defrost!" A hopped in with a "Don't you have your bum warmer on??"

I do love my heated seats. And Bum Warmer is such a funner name for them. :)

Then we drove thru at McDonalds and I ordered "20 piece chicken nuggets and 6 chocolate chip cookies please."

The response? "Do you want cream or sugar with that?"

I could only laugh while the drive thru lady stammered to correct herself. Apparently she'd been selling more coffee than nuggets today.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

The Great Christmas Tagging

My friend Cathe, tagged me. Cathe's an amazing quilter and all around really smart lady. She's a tiny bit bossy and while last week she did give me two red flags on the message board we're on together, I'm going to accept her tag anyway.

1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Wrapping paper. I wrap each of the girls' packages in different paper and leave off the name tags. That way they don't know whose is whose before Christmas. (Shh...don't tell them my secret code. So far they haven't figured it out!)

2. Real tree or Artificial? Artificial. We used to buy real Blue Spruce trees when we had toddlers tho. Blue Spruce are pokey and my children learned quickly not to touch.

3. When do you put up the tree? Mid December.

4. When do you take the tree down? I like to take it down right after Christmas, but the DaddyMan likes to leave it up until after New Year's.

5. Do you like eggnog? Eww. No!

6. Favorite gift received as a child? Um....

7. Hardest person to buy for? My dad.

8. Easiest person to buy for? A

9. Do you have a nativity scene? I have have my Grandma's set. It's a porcelain Mary holding baby Jesus and Joseph leaning protectively over her. I also have a complete Precious Moments set but I don't love it like I used to, so I should eBay it. I LOVE the new Willow Tree set and am coveting that.

10. Mail or email Christmas cards? Mail. They each have a picture AND a letter. That's what I like to receive too.

11. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? Rainbow Brite folders. You know, the kind you use in school?? I was about 11 when I was given them and they were NOT a hit. The plastic cover for my car to keep the snow off wasn't a hit either.

12. Favorite Christmas Movie? White Christmas.

13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? August? I like spreading out the spending.

14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas gift? Yes. Remember the car cover from #11? Mom gave it to me the next year too. ROTFL!

16. Lights on the tree? Yes.

17. Favorite Christmas song? Away in a Manger

18. Travel at Christmas or stay at home? Home! The DaddyMan insisted on this tradition early in our marriage. We spend Christmas Day at home and I love it! I do miss the friends we had in Iowa who would come over on Christmas night to celebrate A's birthday with us tho.

19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer's? Yes. My brain is full of useless information like that. I can name the dwarfs too. :P

20. Angel on the tree top or a star? A star. I know a really bad joke about how the angel got on top of the Christmas tree. If you'd like to hear it, ask me the next time you see me. ;)

21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? We started the tradition of getting new pjs for the kids on Christmas Eve and we open the rest of the presents on Christmas Day.

22. Most annoying thing about this time of the year? Santa. Christmas is about Jesus, people! We don't do Santa at our house and I hate hate hate watching people lie to their kids and I hate all the Santa decorations, cards and stupid inflatable things in people's yards.

23. What theme or color are you using? Random bright colors.

24. Favorite for Christmas dinner. Mom's cinnamon rolls that the DaddyMan makes for Christmas morning breakfast. We have seafood for supper. I'd rather eat cinnamon rolls.

25. What do you want for Christmas this year? To spend time with my family, relaxing and having fun.

26. Who is most likely to respond to this? Erica and Mary. They are decorating goddesses this time of year and this will give them a chance to post pictures.

27. Who is least likely to respond to this? Carrie. If you saw the contortions she has to go thru to check her email, you'd understand why.

Monday, December 1, 2008


I forgot to share this a few days ago....

My sister drove up on Thursday and was due to arrive after naptime. As I tucked M into bed for her nap she asked, "Who is coming to my house today?"

I told her Aunt Rosie.

"Aunt Yosie?? MY Aunt Yosie?? I yike that guy!" She grew more excited with each comment which cracked me up.

And just so you know, M calls everyone 'that guy' when she can't remember their names. Also, someday soon we're confident she'll learn to say both "R" and "L". :D